Sunday, April 22, 2012
and what a week it was.
well. it was just an ordinary week,
with the addition of ten or fifteen extra hours at the office.
so...my mom's been sick.
all of a sudden, actually.
but to have pneumonia at eighty-five becomes a crisis quickly.
and there were some dicey hours there.
but still-we went out!
we shopped for groceries,
we had family over for dinner.
we drank a lot of wine.
(linds:"why is there so much ice cream?"
me: "aunt lori.")
and it all makes perfect, comforting sense to us all.
and she's going to be ok.
one more bullet dodged.
and a sweet, full, reality-infused assessment that leaves us-
me, and t, and the girls and my brothers,
and most of all,
feeling that we better take each and every step
maybe rip a page out of our notebook,
and do the same?
Posted by Tara Thayer at 9:33 PM